Date: Mon, 2 Apr 2007 10:58:53 EDT
From: Buontempi@aol.com
Subject: Fond memories of brother
This is a true story and took place when I was 14 1/2 and my brother Pete
was 12 1/2. I had known that I was attracted to guys from a very early
age, perhaps 7. But we were in a large Italian, homophobic, Catholic
family. This being the 1950's being known as a "fag" in such an
environment was a death wish. At that time "gay" didn't mean homosexual.
I had been jerking off with a buddy of mine, but he would never cum
because he believed ( and I chuckled then as I do now) that it wasn't a
sin to jerk off but it was to cum. We were steeped in the Italian and
Catholic traditions of the time, so there was no touching and limited
looking at each others cock. I had a good size cock, around 7 inches and
thick and his was small, perhaps 5 inches and thin. Both of us were
uncut.
Because we were such a large family at one time there were six boys
sleeping in two beds in one room. When this first occurred some of the
siblings had married so my brother Pete and I shared one bed in one
room. I was an extremely horny boy and jerked off at least three times
every day, always sneaking off somewhere or in the bathroom, under the
pressure of someone else needing it. This one night I had slept through
most of the night and awoke with my usual hard on. I was turned away
from my brother but my brother was cuddled against me and I could feel
his boner against my back. I had never thought of trying anything with
him quite frankly because of fear. But now, I thought, he is trying to
do something with me, so it could be okay.
Without turning, I reached around and slid my hand in his white briefs
and felt his thick uncut penis. It felt so wonderful. I turned around
to face him thinking that he wanted to jerk off with me, but to my
surprise he was sleeping. As I turned around and when I again grabbed his
cock and started to jerk him off he awoke, startled. I was so
embarrassed and apologized, but to my pleasure he asked me not to stop.
So we jerked off. But he was not able to cum yet.
We did this on and off for the next week and then one afternoon when we
were in the house alone, which was a rarity, we went to out bedroom,
stripped of and laid down on the bed. I wanted to look at his cock
good. So I asked him to lay down and let me jerk him off. The skin on
his cock was lighter than mine and the veins were so sexy looking. I
pulled his skin back and forth up and down. It felt so good in my hand, I
asked him if he liked it and he said it felt great. he was such a quite
and shy boy, I loved him so. The he started to breath heavy and fast and
got so excited telling me that he thought he was going to cum. he had
been fascinated watching me cum when we jerked off together. I kept my
hand tightly around his hot cock and kept stroking and then he shot his
first load. He smiled ear to ear and I was so excited that I immediately
shot my load. WE hugged for about 5 minutes.
After that we got in the habit of humping each other. Either I would get
on top of him or he would get on top of me, fixing our cocks straight up
against our bellies with one on top of the other and at first gently
moving up and down to make it last and then pumping hard and fast timing
it so that we would cum together. whoever was on top would lay our head
on the shoulder of the other. It was so warm and comforting to be in our
own home safely in our bed.
Wd did this for a few year, we never thought of sucking each other or
anything else. I didn't want to reveal my interest in other boy to him
because I wasn't sure how he felt. So I began to ask him about his
friends, if they had talked about jerking off or anything else sexual. I
then got bolder and asked him about one of his friends in particular that
I had a crush on. I had seen nice bulges on Johnny his friend and
suspected that he had a nice long thin cock, but Pete had no interest at
all.
As time past, when I asked him about him wanting to do it with some of
his friends he told me that he had no interest in anyone else, he only
liked to do it with me. It was exciting to know that he liked doing it
with me and he did ask me often, I wasn't the only one initiating it.
When I got to be 19 and I realized he was straight and needed to get on
with his own sexual identity, I told him that we had to stop. I told him
that it was wrong and it would be better if we stopped. He wasn't happy
about it but he really did agree.
We never spoke of it again. We both married and had children. To my
knowledge he never had sex with another man. But for me I never lost my
desires as much as I tried to fight them. I was faithful to my wife
until her death a few years ago. After that I was able to experience a
wonderful discreet gay relationship with a young man for 4 years and it
was beautiful